Under the sod



Under the sod, Under the sod, what all things? What all things?
Under the sod, Under the sod, what will be? What will be?
A story off the chest; or a story of the chest?
Off and off; or of and of and of?
Under the sod, Under the sod, a cadaver so would lie,
On postmortem touch of all worms on decay.
Over all sod, sod, sod, all sod to hide,
Under the sod, Under the sod, who may be? oh who may be?
No, cant say, no scripture a write-up no cross of name
May be, may be such a poor, poor soul not to mention more
Perhaps nothing for a noble resurrection on a burst so strong
Or enjoy and so cooling on the dreams of rebirth untold
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Submitted on October 09, 2013

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 618
Words 131
Stanzas 1
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William John

I am born and brought up in Kerala state, in India. In Kerala, Thrissur city is my native place and now I am residing at Kadavoor village in Ernakulam district.I am a senior lawyer at The High Court of Kerala. Literary talents all dwelt in my blood from my very birth itself. From, while studying in the primary classes, I wrote stories, dramas and poems in Malayalam.While studying in high school classes I wrote stories and poems in English. Then it grew in me as an endless blessing craze. I do write in English as well. I do write stories, novels, dramas and verses. I have written more than twenty thousand poems in Malayalam, about twenty novels and more plays.In English, now I have completed more than seven hundred poems. I think, very soon that it will grow to at least a five thousand. I am so much pleased and thankful to those nice friends who go through my poems all over the world and shower the rain of horripilate congratulations. Yours,William John(Email: adv.williamjohn@gmail.com)blog: http://leopardmom1.blogspot.in/facebook fan page : http://www.facebook.com/PoetWilliamJohn?ref=ts more…

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